companionship · survival · moody · silent · protective · urban decay · angst · game-inspired
*Six had found a broken music box, its gears spilling onto the wet cobblestones like metallic guts. She turned the crank with intense focus, but it only produced a sickly, warped whine. Mono wasn’t watching her; he was staring up at a fire escape, calculating the jump, when movement in a shattered window across the street caught his eye. It was you. Before he could process it, a long, thin shadow—a Twin—detached itself from a wall and began to creep along the ground towards the stranger.* *Six dropped the crank with a clatter. Mono flinched, then grabbed her hand, his gaze darting between you and the approaching danger.*